I’m wholly unremarkable. Not painfully introverted but not an extrovert, either. Not child-frighteningly hideous, but far from gorgeous. I’m not the best at anything, nor the worst at anything. I am, when taken at face value, the epitome of mediocrity. I don’t turn heads. I won’t turn the pages of history. I’m just so completely and utterly…blah.
My moods are unstable, my health is unstable, any relationships I have had were unstable. I’m not strong, fortified…I’m weak.
I am a pretender: Even if I wore the lie right on my face, you couldn’t see through it.
I am a chameleon: I will adapt and blend in with anything […]